The Works of William Fowler Secretary to Queen Anne, Wife of James VI. Edited with introduction, appendix, notes and glossary by Henry W. Meikle |
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XLVIII.
Schip brokken men whome stormye seas sore tosssprotests with oaths not to adventur more,
yet all there perrells, promeses, and losss
they quyte forgett quhen they come to the schore:
Euen so, fair dame, whils sadlye I deplore
the schipwrak of my witts proceurd by yow,
your lookes rekendleth love as of before,
and dois reviue which I did disavowe;
so all my former voues I disallowe,
and buryeis in oblivions grave my grones;
yea, I forgiue herefter euen as now
my feares, my teares, my cares, my sobbs, and mones,
in hope, gif I agane on roks be dreven,
ȝe will me thole to ancer in your heaven.
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